And the Sky Looked Like Something Out of "Gone With the Wind"....

Orange Sky Over Atlanta, originally uploaded by lla.

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A very strange, very Technicolor sight met my eyes this morning - an orange sky.

I found myself standing on the front porch, gawping at it - simply because it looked so very, very wrong.

My first thought was "How cool is this?"

My second thought was "Glad I don't live in a trailer park."
Because in my mind, I always imagine that the sky turns these crazy Crayola colors right before a tornado.

It actually started out a weird purple color, almost as if the sky were bruised. It quickly turned to orange - and stayed this way just long enough for me to snap a few pictures. By the time I got the Scheckster to school, it was over and done. The sky was a steely grey color.

But it sure was interesting while it lasted...

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These were all taken from my front porch this morning, at about 7:30. No color-correction, nor any sort of PhotoShop tomfoolery has taken place...

Guess Who Went to the Optometrist Today?

And that's about *all* that happened today.

I had an appointment first thing this morning, and the doctor dilated my eyes. And - boom! - that was pretty much all she wrote for the rest of *my* day...

Unless you count walking around looking like an anime character, or the subject of a Margaret Keane painting - because I did a lot of that...

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That would be me...
Originally uploaded by lla.

I got home from my appointment, and realized I couldn't read, or knit, or even see the computer screen. Also, the sun was just killing me...
I spent the entire time that Scheck was in school sitting in a darkened living room, listening to trashy television.

I kind of hate myself, because in spite of protesting that I would never watch that "Who Wants to be the Next PussyCat Doll" show... please don't make me finish that sentence. I'm too ashamed...

Picked Schecky up from school, and had to tell him that we couldn't go to the park, despite it being a gorgeous 70°, because Mommy was a vampire and the sun was killing her.

Instead, we went to the soothingly dark Lizards and Snakes exhibit at the Fernbank Museum of Natural History. Where Schecky tirelessly read me all the signs by the exhibits. He's a good egg, that boy is. I may have to go back with my camera to take some pictures, because lizards and snakes are way cool...

Eight hours later, I am just now starting to be able to see small print, etc. again. And my pupils have gone down slightly. But only slightly. I can't decide if they changed the stuff that they put in your eye, or if I'm just getting old. But I don't ever remember this ever being this big of an inconvenience in the past!